Sing what you can't sayForget what you can't playHasten to drown into beautiful eyesWalk within my poetry, this dying music- My loveletter to nobody

Never sigh for better worldIt's already composed, played and toldEvery thought the music I writeEverything a wish for the night

Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virginDied for the beauty the one in the gardenCreated a kingdom, reached for the wisdomFailed in becoming a god

Never sigh for better worldIt's already composed, played and toldEvery thought the music I writeEverything a wish for the night

"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote itRemember only the verse, songmaker's cry the one without tearsFor I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortalityWhere being wanted became a thrill I never knewThe sweet piano writing down my life"

"Teach me passion for I fear it's goneShow me love, hold the lornSo much more I wanted to give to the ones who love meI'm sorryTime will tell [this bitter farewell]I live no more to shame nor me nor you